Quicken Earth April: Something Feels Different

I don't know if it was all the Trashcessorizing, or maybe just iMovie fatique, but I was EXCITED to write my monthly tally today. I looked FORWARD to it. If that doesn't say something, I don't know what does.

(Wait, what does it say?)


OOPS!
Okay, this is sort of a bad one: I bought this hideous pair of NEW cheap, crappy plastic throwaway sunglasses for a costume theme weekend (Studio 54 Diva) in LAS VEGAS (leaving in an hour).



I know, that's like...onetwothreefour FIVE bad words all in one sentence. As for the glasses, I bought them at Wasteland to go with this resplendent vintage article:



Maybe I was lulled into a false sense of security by the sweet, acrid smell of peoples' old clothes? Anyway, I'm taking those bastard glasses back.

As for Vegas, I KNOW, I KNOW. It's like I did that whole week of trashcessorizing as (p)repentance for three days in the most wasteful town in the world. (And don't even get me started on the jet fuel guilt.)

I never said I was an angel.


NECESSITIES



CREATIVE CONSUMPTION
You've already heard about how handily I dispatched with the $160 and change I saved from returning the Purchase Whose Name We Shall Not Speak.


UP FOR DISCUSSION
It's a black and white world this month. And I'm in the black.


ABSTENTIONS
I'm not sure you're going to believe me, but I don't really want for anything at the moment. Very happy with my current stable of jeans. Loving the thrift/consignment excursions. Enjoying my stolen moments with Dante's old iPod. iPhone is dead to me. Have been offered not one but TWO gently used laptops to replace Carrie. (Though I appreciate her sexy curves, it really is time for her to retire.)

So I'm all good. The only thing I really crave these days is more time with HCB. Because he's rad.

Okay, and maybe I think about this rug:



But only when it's late at night and I've had too many glasses of Sauvignon Blanc.